| 作词 : Waits | |
| Falling James in the | |
| Tahoe mudStick around to tell us all the tale | |
| He fell in love with a | |
| Gun Street | |
| Girl andNow he's dancing in the | |
| Birmingham jail | |
| Dancing in the | |
| Birmingham jail. | |
| Took a 100 dollars off a slaughterhouse | |
| JoeBrought a bran' new michigan 20 gauge | |
| Got all liquored up on that road house corn, | |
| Blew a hole in the hood of a yellow corvette | |
| Blew a hole in the hood of a yellow corvette. | |
| Bought a second hand | |
| Nova from a | |
| Cuban Chinese | |
| Dyed his hair in the bathroom of a | |
| TexacoWith a pawnshop radio, quarter past 4 | |
| Well ,he left | |
| Waukegan at the slammin' of the door | |
| He left Waukegan at the slammin' of the door | |
| Chorus:I said | |
| John, John he's long gone | |
| Gone to Indiana | |
| Ain't never coming home | |
| I said John, | |
| John he's long gone | |
| Gone to Indiana, ain't never coming home. | |
| Sitting in a sycamore in | |
| St. John's | |
| WoodSoakin' day old bread in kerosene | |
| He was blue as a robin's egg brown as a hog | |
| Stayin' out of circulation till the dogs get tired | |
| Stayin' out of circulation till the dogs get tired | |
| Shadow fixed the toilet with an old trombone | |
| He never got up in the morning on a | |
| SaturdaySittin' by the | |
| Erie with a bull whipped dog | |
| Tellin' everyone he saw | |
| They went thatta way | |
| Tellin' everyone he saw | |
| They went thatta way. | |
| Now the rain's like gravel on an old tin roof | |
| And the Burlinton | |
| Northern's pullin' out of the world | |
| With a head full of bourbon and a dream in the straw. | |
| And a Gun | |
| Street Girl was the cause of it all | |
| A Gun Street | |
| Girl was the cause of it all. | |
| Riding in the shadow by the | |
| St. Joe Ridge | |
| He heard the click clack tappin' of a blind man's cane | |
| Pullin' into | |
| Baker on a | |
| New Year's | |
| EveWith one eye on the pistol the other on the door | |
| With one eye on the pistol the other on the door. | |
| Miss Charlotte took her satchel down to | |
| King Fish | |
| RowAnd he smuggled in a bran' new pair of alligator shoes. | |
| With her fireman's raincoat and her long yellow hair, well | |
| They tired her to a tree with a skinny millionaire | |
| They tired her to a tree with a skinny millionaire. | |
| Chorus:I said | |
| John, John he's long gone | |
| Gone to Indiana | |
| Ain't never coming home | |
| I said John, | |
| John he's long gone | |
| Gone to Indiana, ain't never coming home | |
| Bangin' on a table with an old tin cup | |
| Sing I'll never kiss a | |
| Gun Street | |
| Girl again, | |
| I'll never kiss a | |
| Gun Street | |
| Girl again. |
| zuo ci : Waits | |
| Falling James in the | |
| Tahoe mudStick around to tell us all the tale | |
| He fell in love with a | |
| Gun Street | |
| Girl andNow he' s dancing in the | |
| Birmingham jail | |
| Dancing in the | |
| Birmingham jail. | |
| Took a 100 dollars off a slaughterhouse | |
| JoeBrought a bran' new michigan 20 gauge | |
| Got all liquored up on that road house corn, | |
| Blew a hole in the hood of a yellow corvette | |
| Blew a hole in the hood of a yellow corvette. | |
| Bought a second hand | |
| Nova from a | |
| Cuban Chinese | |
| Dyed his hair in the bathroom of a | |
| TexacoWith a pawnshop radio, quarter past 4 | |
| Well , he left | |
| Waukegan at the slammin' of the door | |
| He left Waukegan at the slammin' of the door | |
| Chorus: I said | |
| John, John he' s long gone | |
| Gone to Indiana | |
| Ain' t never coming home | |
| I said John, | |
| John he' s long gone | |
| Gone to Indiana, ain' t never coming home. | |
| Sitting in a sycamore in | |
| St. John' s | |
| WoodSoakin' day old bread in kerosene | |
| He was blue as a robin' s egg brown as a hog | |
| Stayin' out of circulation till the dogs get tired | |
| Stayin' out of circulation till the dogs get tired | |
| Shadow fixed the toilet with an old trombone | |
| He never got up in the morning on a | |
| SaturdaySittin' by the | |
| Erie with a bull whipped dog | |
| Tellin' everyone he saw | |
| They went thatta way | |
| Tellin' everyone he saw | |
| They went thatta way. | |
| Now the rain' s like gravel on an old tin roof | |
| And the Burlinton | |
| Northern' s pullin' out of the world | |
| With a head full of bourbon and a dream in the straw. | |
| And a Gun | |
| Street Girl was the cause of it all | |
| A Gun Street | |
| Girl was the cause of it all. | |
| Riding in the shadow by the | |
| St. Joe Ridge | |
| He heard the click clack tappin' of a blind man' s cane | |
| Pullin' into | |
| Baker on a | |
| New Year' s | |
| EveWith one eye on the pistol the other on the door | |
| With one eye on the pistol the other on the door. | |
| Miss Charlotte took her satchel down to | |
| King Fish | |
| RowAnd he smuggled in a bran' new pair of alligator shoes. | |
| With her fireman' s raincoat and her long yellow hair, well | |
| They tired her to a tree with a skinny millionaire | |
| They tired her to a tree with a skinny millionaire. | |
| Chorus: I said | |
| John, John he' s long gone | |
| Gone to Indiana | |
| Ain' t never coming home | |
| I said John, | |
| John he' s long gone | |
| Gone to Indiana, ain' t never coming home | |
| Bangin' on a table with an old tin cup | |
| Sing I' ll never kiss a | |
| Gun Street | |
| Girl again, | |
| I' ll never kiss a | |
| Gun Street | |
| Girl again. |
| zuò cí : Waits | |
| Falling James in the | |
| Tahoe mudStick around to tell us all the tale | |
| He fell in love with a | |
| Gun Street | |
| Girl andNow he' s dancing in the | |
| Birmingham jail | |
| Dancing in the | |
| Birmingham jail. | |
| Took a 100 dollars off a slaughterhouse | |
| JoeBrought a bran' new michigan 20 gauge | |
| Got all liquored up on that road house corn, | |
| Blew a hole in the hood of a yellow corvette | |
| Blew a hole in the hood of a yellow corvette. | |
| Bought a second hand | |
| Nova from a | |
| Cuban Chinese | |
| Dyed his hair in the bathroom of a | |
| TexacoWith a pawnshop radio, quarter past 4 | |
| Well , he left | |
| Waukegan at the slammin' of the door | |
| He left Waukegan at the slammin' of the door | |
| Chorus: I said | |
| John, John he' s long gone | |
| Gone to Indiana | |
| Ain' t never coming home | |
| I said John, | |
| John he' s long gone | |
| Gone to Indiana, ain' t never coming home. | |
| Sitting in a sycamore in | |
| St. John' s | |
| WoodSoakin' day old bread in kerosene | |
| He was blue as a robin' s egg brown as a hog | |
| Stayin' out of circulation till the dogs get tired | |
| Stayin' out of circulation till the dogs get tired | |
| Shadow fixed the toilet with an old trombone | |
| He never got up in the morning on a | |
| SaturdaySittin' by the | |
| Erie with a bull whipped dog | |
| Tellin' everyone he saw | |
| They went thatta way | |
| Tellin' everyone he saw | |
| They went thatta way. | |
| Now the rain' s like gravel on an old tin roof | |
| And the Burlinton | |
| Northern' s pullin' out of the world | |
| With a head full of bourbon and a dream in the straw. | |
| And a Gun | |
| Street Girl was the cause of it all | |
| A Gun Street | |
| Girl was the cause of it all. | |
| Riding in the shadow by the | |
| St. Joe Ridge | |
| He heard the click clack tappin' of a blind man' s cane | |
| Pullin' into | |
| Baker on a | |
| New Year' s | |
| EveWith one eye on the pistol the other on the door | |
| With one eye on the pistol the other on the door. | |
| Miss Charlotte took her satchel down to | |
| King Fish | |
| RowAnd he smuggled in a bran' new pair of alligator shoes. | |
| With her fireman' s raincoat and her long yellow hair, well | |
| They tired her to a tree with a skinny millionaire | |
| They tired her to a tree with a skinny millionaire. | |
| Chorus: I said | |
| John, John he' s long gone | |
| Gone to Indiana | |
| Ain' t never coming home | |
| I said John, | |
| John he' s long gone | |
| Gone to Indiana, ain' t never coming home | |
| Bangin' on a table with an old tin cup | |
| Sing I' ll never kiss a | |
| Gun Street | |
| Girl again, | |
| I' ll never kiss a | |
| Gun Street | |
| Girl again. |